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25 August 2011 @ 18:13
Television has never been more real! Benjamin Cormack has been a cryptzoologist for years and has just been given the green light to host his own series by a popular network. They want him to record his investigations and findings to reveal to the world if the things that go bump in the night are Truth or Hoax. Benjamin and his team will soon discover sometimes the things hidden in the night will bump back.

(L2R: Benjamin, Leland, Ciaran, Ryan, London, Aaron)

DOMWORLD, Horror/Fantasy, Slash, Mutiple Pairing

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Cancelled: ----

  • "Tracks in Canada" - (Ben's POV)
    Part: One // Two // Three // Four // Five // Six // Seven // Eight
Current Music: Dashboard Confessional - Vindicated
Previously on Crypto Weird: "Means you have Dom and sub traits," Ciaran explained. He kissed Ryan's throat, sending fire through his body. "Means, I'm fighting every urge to bend you over right now and fuck you raw."

"Christ, I want that." Ryan breathed loudly. He reached out and grabbed at Ciaran's wrist, whining slightly when the Irishman didn't yield from his torture on his nipples to move down into his jeans. "Please, give me that."

"No," Ciaran said firmly. He smacked Ryan hard in the face, dazing him slightly. "No, boy. Hands at your side."

Ryan's ears rang with the shock of the slap, and his hands moved instantly to his side. "Yes, Master," he whispered, showing how turned on the dominance and pain made him. "Sorry, Master," he added for good measure, looking up at Ciaran. He bit his bottom lip again in the effort not to move from the position Ciaran wanted him in.

Ciaran looked down at Ryan, stoney-faced, and finally stopped torturing Ryan's nipple with his fingers. Instead, he took one of the abused nipples into his mouth, scraping it with his teeth.
26 April 2011 @ 21:46
Finn sat in the large living room, bored out of his mind. The room was almost palacial. It had to be, as all the senior members of the Pack, and Finn, lived in the house. Right now, though, it was just him and Milo. And Finn hated it. He sat at a wooden table, and drummed his fingers against the table top. He had his maths textbook open in front of him, and the numbers and words had start blurring together over a hour ago. He let out a loud sigh, and sat back quickly.

"Milo, do we have to do this? Its making me cross-eyed," Finn complained, looking over at the red-haired man who was sitting opposite him at the table. "Why do I even need to know all this? You know the Pack's never going to let me leave the village anyway. Stephen will never let me leave," he added glumly, and pouted.

Milo shook his head, his mop of red hair falling in front of his eyes before brushing it away. "This is important, Finn. Pay attention," he reprimanded Finn gently. Milo had always had a soft spot for him, Finn knew, and he wasn't above exploiting it. He knew most of the Pack's weak spots and just how to ruthlessly get what he wanted from them. He loved them, no doubt about it, but he'd do whatever it took to leave the village some day.

Finn pouted again and stuck out his bottom lip. "Why can't you be one of those cool teachers who take their students out on field trips? I bet I could learn a lot in London," Finn pointed out, though he didn't expect the tactic to work. He'd tried it many times before. Finn kept his eyes on his pencil, as he twirled it through his long, nimble fingers.

Milo sighed quietly. "If I promise to talk to Stephen about it, will you please focus?" Milo asked, a hint of exasperation in his tone. He normally hit that tone around the one hour mark of teaching Finn, daily.

Finn looked up almost instantly, and the pencil clattered to the floor. He'd never gotten that reply from Milo before. "Seriously, you'll talk to him?" Finn broke out into a huge grin, leapt out of his seat and wrapped his long arms around Milo. "You're the best, Milo! So awesome!"
24 April 2011 @ 11:27

(L2R: Stephen, Grant, Math, Milo, William, Gerard, Leroy, Finn)

Premise: A village of werewolves harbor a secret. The child they were entrusted with by a higher power almost two decades ago is destined to be important, on a global scale. Will they end up protecting him, or will their wolf nature ruin the boy for all of humanity?

Horror/Fantasy, Slash, Mutiple Pairing

Started: 4/24/2011
Cancelled: ----
  • "Village Life" - (Finn's POV)
    Part: One // Two // Three // Four // Five // Six // Seven // Eight // Nine // Ten

21 April 2011 @ 15:40

(L2R: David, Colt, William, Steven, Vincent, Paul, Benji)

Premise: David Cross has fought for a long time in the Great Religion Wars between the systems. Aboard the King, there is no death, no shedding blood or sweat for a cause that was not your own, and no religious debate. On King, you are free. Your past doesn't matter, only where the next meal ticket is coming from does. Benji is a young Priest escaping from the Paragon System with a past, and secret of his own that could lead to a second Religion War among the systems: The location of the First Planet. Joining the crew of King under the disguise as a mechanic, Benji brings the entire fury of the Paragon System zealots on to David and his crew.

Sci-Fi, Slash, Mutiple Pairing

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Episode List
  1. "Run, Benji, Run" - (Benji's POV)
    Part: One // Two // Three // Four // Five // Six

  2. "Slicked" - (David's POV)
    Part: One // Two // Three // Four // Five // Six

  3. "Spartan" - (Vincent's POV)
    Part: One // Two // Three // Four // Five // Six

  4. "Gear/Grind" - (Colt's POV)
    Part: One // Two // Three // Four // Five // Six

  5. "Healer" - (Paul's POV)
    Part: One // Two // Three // Four // Five // Six
Cowichan River Provincial Park, Lake Cowichan, British Columbia, Canada

The abandoned fire tower they were directed towards from the local Duncan police was the perfect place to setup a base camp for the four days they would be in the park for their investigation. The location showed them an aerial view of the entire canopy where it would be easy to spot anything warm on the thermal through the FLIR, and provided a safe, secure, strong metal haven for the team in case there was danger that needed to be avoid.

Benjamin Cormack, lead investigator and host of the soon-to-be airing Truth or Hoax on a avidly watched United States cable station, liked that there was only one way in and one way out and that was through a trap door that could be secured with multiple locks. Even though he didn't feel like they would find anything on the island, he didn't mind the extra security that could be provided to his team. He was pushing forty and with this television deal his investigations couldn't afford any of his people getting hurt.

It was one of the main reasons why he turned down the network when they offered to send their own cameramen along on his investigations. He didn't need to have the worry of some network cameraman spraining his ankle in the middle of the investigation and hinder it. He was able to talk the network into letting them wear backpack camera's and carry their own hand-held devices.

He glanced out the window as he watched Aaron and London go about setting up the steady camera's that would run over the course of four days. Four pointing in the general directions around the perimeter of the tower, twenty feet away another set of four cameras set to the other ranges and then a perimeter alarm that would be setup tomorrow night to alert anyone at base camp to something coming into the camp site.

Benjamin had it all figured out. The first episode was going to be about Sasquatch in Canada. It was new, fresh and never been done before at least as far as he knew.

"Can I get help, sir?"

He turned and walked to the trap door, looking down and smiling at Leland who held three sleeping bags, two in one hand and one in the other as well as a case of their equipment. "Sure. Just hand me the sleeping bags first, Lee."

Leland grunted as he tried to balance on the narrow steps and force two sleeping backs through the trap door. As Ben grabbed them and pulled, he decided to have another talk with the younger man about safety protocol while on his team and that it would be followed to the letter.

"Where's Ciaran and Ryan?" Ben grunted as he tossed the two sleeping bags to the corner and grabbed the case of equipment from Leland and then grabbed his hand to pull him inside.

"Off putting up the trap camera's just outside where the perimeter alarms will go." Leland said, tossing the third sleeping bag to the corner.

Ben smirked as he hooked a finger into Leland's belt loop and jerked him close while his foot kicked down the trap door. "So," Ben murmured as he pressed the younger man against the desk in the corner and tucked his Leland's long hair behind his ears with his free hand, "why aren't you on your knees with your hands behind your back yet?"